【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

Who in the family understands?

The wanderer gritted his back molars and stared at the kid clinging to the girl's side.

I seem to have encountered green tea.

He is also a fucking little boy with green tea.

"Pretty, pretty sister," the child tugged on the girl's clothes again, "I, can I really go with you?"

"Brother, are you unhappy?"

"Ah," the girl took the child's hand in a natural movement, "No, my brother just looks fierce, but he is actually a very nice person."

"Right? Brother?"

As she said that, the girl looked at the wanderer with a smile, and the latter turned his head and rolled his eyes, and then responded casually:

"Ah - yes, yes, yes, yes."

Ah, although the attitude is average, it is still a guarantee.

Then the girl turned to the child:

"So you can follow us during this period until you find your parents or we leave."

"parents--"

The child's already watery eyes blinked, and the eye sockets turned a little red:

"But Xiaocha has no parents anymore."

"My father beat my mother and she was beaten to death. Then those monsters came and my father was also beaten to death."

Xiaocha blinked his eyes, and another tear overflowed from his eyes. He sniffed and spoke with a thick nasal voice:

"So, brother, please don't hit your pretty sister. I don't want my pretty sister to die."

"..."

no? no!

The wanderer looked at the girl with a shocked face, but found that the girl's eyes were also red.

......have to.

It’s over.

According to the compassion of the Madonna lady, there is no doubt that this kid will not be able to hold his head up any day.

The wanderer pressed down the hat on his head hard.

After living for hundreds of years, this was the first time I was so speechless.

"Ah, your name is Xiaocha, right?"

The girl's gentle voice sounded, with a soothing tone, which actually made the sobbing Xiaocha stop crying:

"My name is Zhaixia Cha."

"Yeah, it's a pretty good name."

The girl rubbed Zhai Xiacha's head:

"Little boy, not all men beat their wives," the girl said sternly, "If this man beats his wife, it only shows that he is a bad, useless, useless and ridiculous person. His brain should not be able to support him having someone who can see a little bit. He has a little life, so he can only use his limbs to find a pitiful sense of existence."

The girl arched her eyebrows and said:

"All in all, a useless idiot."

"understand?"

"Huh?"/"Huh?"

Maybe it’s because the girl doesn’t look like someone who can curse in terms of temperament or self-cultivation, or maybe it’s because the girl’s calm tone and gentle voice when she said this made people not realize that the girl was swearing for a moment, so the two men They all said "Huh?" in unison, but the girl herself didn't seem to feel anything was wrong. Her eyes even looked at the tea in the village with a smile.

"I understand, I understand."

"Well, you're so good," the girl nodded with satisfaction, "So Xiaocha can't imitate him, and Mr. Gangster--"

"Hey," the wanderer hugged his hands and tilted his head, "I'm not that shameless."

"Well, then you are all very good men, let's go shopping."

"..."

The wanderer followed the two of them in silence, looking at the girl's back, he felt as if his ears were burning.

Was she speaking for herself just now?

It was rare for me to curse someone just to speak for myself.

Humph, she has a conscience.

His eyes gradually wandered to the hands they were holding. Wanderer felt inexplicably unhappy and frowned.

Yes, although they hugged and whispered, and would rely on each other even when it was extremely cold, there was a sense of being forced by the situation and being businesslike.

There seemed to be no active or intimate actions between them.

If knee pillows don’t count – of course they don’t!

Thinking of the scene that day, the wanderer closed his eyes and tried to force himself to forget the girl's sleeping face.

Well, that's just to let her have a good rest!

That's it!

The Wanderer only closed his eyes for a brief moment, which to outsiders seemed like nothing more than a relatively slow blink.

But—in such a short period of time—that kid was on her arm!

No, do you know what it means for a man and a woman to be intimate?

The wanderer stared at Zhaixiacha, almost chewing it with his silver teeth. At this moment, Zhaixiacha’s face that had just been cleaned by the girl was pressed against the girl’s arm, and then he exposed one eye and looked at the wanderer. When the two looked at each other, they evoked a provocative smile.

!

No - what does he mean?

You can do whatever you want because of your young age, right?

The wanderer really didn't want to suffer the consequences of being dumb. He walked quickly to the other side of the girl, and then without any explanation——

He rubbed the back of the girl's hand with his slightly bent knuckles.

Please, figure it out, now that she likes him, how can she ask him to take the initiative?

If she could take the initiative to express her desire to hold hands——

He, he could give her a chance.

So the wanderer waited a few steps.

No movement?

The wanderer frowned and clenched his hand into a fist. Finally, he seemed to have made some kind of determination. This time, he rubbed the back of the girl's hand with his knuckles harder.

It’s so obvious to me! She can't be a piece of wood, right? !

a bit.

no response.

Two times.

no response.

Three times...

"Ah, Mr. Cat," the girl finally stopped and stretched out her hand to the wanderer, "Would you like to hold hands?"

"You seem to want to hold hands."

"!!!"

What do you mean he really wants to hold hands!

This woman is indeed very good at manipulating men. She can reverse the relationship between the two of them with just one sentence.

"Huh, no need."

The wanderer took his hand back as if he was electrocuted and hugged it to his chest:

"Let the kid do such boring things as holding hands."

The girl was not annoyed by the wanderer's somewhat bad attitude, but nodded thoughtfully, and then lowered her hand to her side again:

"Isn't that right? I'm sorry, the way you rubbed the back of my hand just now is very similar to a cat I met on the street before."

That was when the girl was in Mondstadt. In the Cat Tail Tavern, the girl met a cat who was absent from work.

It probably wanted the girl to touch it, so it would occasionally rub its tail or head against the back of the girl's hand on the side of the wine glass. But whenever the girl stretched out her hand, it would raise its head high as if nothing had happened.

But when the girl started to gently rub its head or neck, it would purr comfortably from its throat, and finally turn its belly towards the girl.

Sure enough, humans and cats are different, right?

The girl couldn't help but feel a little lost in thought as she thought about the cat's posture. The hand hanging by her side was unprepared, exposed to the air in an extremely lazy posture, and she maintained a comfortable posture between her fingers. distance.

Then, the girl felt something pinched her fingertips.

Ok?

Before the girl had time to wonder, the squeezing feeling that was originally only concentrated on her fingertips was pulled away. Then, her entire hand was held from the back of her hand. The instigator seemed to be panicking and let his palm He rubbed the girl's wrist and turned it over, so that their palms could touch each other. At this moment, the fingertips, which were usually slightly cool but now filled with scorching heat, trembled through the girl's fingers. sewed and buckled on the back of the girl's hand.

"We're going to the market soon. There are a lot of people. I'm just worried that you might get lost."